The Private Lives of Pippa Lee Page #7

Synopsis: Pippa Lee feels dislocated when she and her husband Herb move from Manhattan to a retirement community. He's older than she, they have two children who are young adults, and the daughter hardly speaks to Pippa. Pippa tells us about her life, in long flashbacks, starting with her birth to a mom who was a social dynamo and addicted to pills. As a teen, Pippa moves out and lives a hippie life until meeting Herb, who was then married to a young siren. Pippa discloses tragedies and discoveries. In the present, she's sleepwalking at night and talking from time to time with a burned-out case, the 35-year-old son of a neighbor. Can Pippa connect?
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Romance
Director(s): Rebecca Miller
Production: Screen Media Films
  1 win & 4 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.4
Metacritic:
49
Rotten Tomatoes:
68%
R
Year:
2009
98 min
Website
248 Views


can't be that I don't love you any more.

- I-I adored you only this morning.

- Maybe you're in shock.

- (sighs) It's all so tired.

- What is?

This whole situation.

Let's just fast-forward to the divorce.

Where... (screams)

Where are they? (gasps)

(monitor beeps)

Where were you going, Mom?

Ben, I really don't see

that that's important.

- I just wanna get everything straight.

- (door opens)

(gasps)

I... I had chest pains.

(sobs) I feel like

the gods are punishing me.

Oh, please stop being such an egomaniac

and drink your tea.

You forgive me, Pippa?

- Forgive her for what?

- Oh... (mumbles) I can't.

Ben, your father and Sandra were...

- They... They're in love.

- (sobs)

- That's why I was leaving.

- What?

I'll jump out the window.

I'm so stupid! I'm stupid!

I'm just so selfish!

I'll jump out the window if you don't

forgive me. I'm so stupid!

I forgive you. Get up.

Get up, please. OK.

- You do not forgive her.

- You're right, I don't.

How could Dad do that to you?

Sweetheart, he... was afraid of dying.

He fell in love.

And I wasn't altogether there either,

as of late, so I don't know.

Do you even care?

How can I compete with that?

- (Grace) Hi. Where is he?

- (Pippa) Oh, sweetheart.

Mrs Lee? You have a phone call.

OK, Ben, will you take her in?

I'll be right back.

Hello?

(Sam) I just want to say,

in all the world,

you are the one person to whom

none of this should be happening.

- Thank you, Sam.

- I also want to say that I love you.

- Me, too.

- I mean, really.

Oh.

- Call you later.

- OK.

- Bye.

- Sam.

Yeah?

I don't want to make butterflied lamb

any more.

- Oh.

- Do you see what I'm saying?

- Why did Ben get to stay?

- I don't know.

He seemed to want it the most.

Really? How do you measure that?

Do you have some sort of love-ometer?

Why don't we go home and rest?

- Has someone been smoking in here?

- I don't know.

Yuck.

- Was it Daddy?

- What?

- If Daddy's been smoking, then...

- No. No.

So, his brain is just dead,

it's just completely dead?

He'll never say anything ever again?

Not one thing?

That's what the doctors

are telling us, sweetheart.

You didn't even ask

for a second opinion.

(engine starts)

- Gracie, I know, sweetie...

- Goodnight.

Why did you bother to lie?

(Grace) Oh, my God, you are smoking.

I'm quitting soon.

But I have never seen you smoke

in my whole life.

I know.

- (Pippa) Aw.

- (Grace sobs)

I'm so sorry this had to happen to you.

I'm not crying because of Daddy.

(sniffs)

I'm crying because

I'm so mean to you, all the time,

and I hate it.

- Aw.

- And I don't want to be.

I really, really, really don't. (sobs)

Sweetheart, it's not your fault.

There's so many things

you don't know about me.

No, not yet.

I want to be your friend,

because...

Because... we still have time.

- I'd be honoured to be your friend.

- No, not honoured.

- Just happy.

- OK, happy.

Mom.

(car approaches)

I saw your light on.

I wanted to see if you needed anything.

My mom told me what happened.

Oh. My son is at the hospital,

and I'm supposed to be resting,

but I can't.

I could drive you around a little bit.

Do they have your cell?

- Don't you have work?

- I'm off till five.

I could write Grace a note.

OK.

(Chris) I'm leaving soon.

(Pippa) And where will you go?

Back out west, I guess.

What do you pray for when you pray?

For my kids to be happy, I guess.

And to be good.

It sounds so childish,

saying it out loud.

- Do you want to pray for your husband?

- It's hopeless.

- His brain is dead.

- Not for his brain.

For his soul.

- I don't know how to do that.

- Me, neither.

Let's try.

(unbuttons shirt)

(pants)

(moans)

(pants)

(sobs)

(Pippa) Sorry.

OK, Herb...

...I'm gonna let you go.

I'm sure you're pissed as it is

that I've left you like this so long,

but we wanted to wait for Grace.

(sniffs)

(sighs)

I love you anyway, you know?

I'll always love you, you bastard.

(woman) Are you ready now?

(Pippa)

OK, it's time to turn the corner.

I'm going to stay with Ben

and his girlfriend in town.

I'm gonna find a place near them,

and I'm gonna wait

to become a grandmother.

- (gasps)

- (brakes screech)

(car approaches)

I'm awake.

(both chatter)

- Hi, Momma.

- I'm going on a trip.

- A trip?

- Yes.

And I was wondering if you could

call these movers right here,

and take whatever you want,

and then tell them to give the rest

to goodwill. That would be great.

What about the memorial service?

Right, just call everybody on here

except for Sandra,

and just call me on my cell

and give me the date.

And you know what?

What the hell. Invite Sandra.

Mom, are you actually leaving?

- I'll be back.

- When?

Your father was in love with a woman

I cooked for two days a week

over the past four years. I am not going

to organise his memorial service.

- Who is that guy?

- He's my friend.

- A friend? What's going on?

- I'm not driving off into the sunset.

- I'm just seeing what happens next.

- I can't believe this is happening.

She's given us half her life.

Don't you think she deserves a vacation?

(Grace chuckles)

(Pippa)

I love you, I love you, I love you.

(Pippa) I don't know

how the rest of my story will go.

I don't know who I'll be in it.

All I know is

I feel like this is just the beginning.

("I Lost It" by Lucinda Williams)

# I think I lost it

# Let me know if you come across it

# Let me know if I let it fall

along a back road somewhere

# Money can't replace it

# No memory can erase it

# And I know I'm never gonna find

another one to compare

# Give me some love to fill me up

# Give me some time, give me some stuff

# Give me a sign

# Give me some kind of reason

# Are you heavy enough to make me stay?

# I feel like I might blow away

# I thought I was in heaven

# But I was only dreamin'

# I think I lost it

# Let me know if you come across it

# Let me know if I let it fall

along a back road somewhere

# Money can't replace it

# No memory can erase it

# And I know I'm never gonna find

another one to compare

# I just wanna live the life I please

# I don't want no enemies

# I don't want nothing

if I have to fake it

# Never take nothing don't belong to me

# Everything's paid for, nothing's free

# If I give my heart

# Will you promise not to break it?

# I think I lost it

# Let me know if you come across it

# Let me know if I let it fall

along a back road somewhere

# Money can't replace it

# No memory can erase it

# And I know I'm never gonna find

another one to compare

# Money can't replace it

# No memory can erase it

# And I know I'm never gonna find

another one to compare

(cheering)

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Rebecca Miller

Rebecca Augusta Miller, Lady Day-Lewis (born September 15, 1962) is an American independent filmmaker and novelist, known for her films Angela, Personal Velocity: Three Portraits, The Ballad of Jack and Rose, The Private Lives of Pippa Lee, and Maggie's Plan, all of which she wrote and directed. Miller is the daughter of Arthur Miller, a Pulitzer Prize-winning playwright, and his third wife Inge Morath, Magnum photographer. more…

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